The martial arts guild in Yunhai City is actually very small.

After all, Yunhai City is just a corner town in the entire huge water country. It is already very good for the people of the Martial Arts Guild to establish a branch guild here. What else can you expect?

Besides, there are not many warriors in Yunhai City.

At this moment, in front of Haotian, there was a tall guild loft with ancient styles and ancient swaggers. The above were the four big characters of the martial arts guild, and the pen was like a dragon and a snake.

But there are very few staff members.

Haotian walked in and explained his purpose. He was receiving a little woman. He heard that Haotian was going to be a martial artist, so he almost spitted on his face. Seeing how talented Haotian is, he wanted to be a martial artist. This is all for adults.

After all, a first-class martial artist must reach 500 kilograms of boxing power, so it is not so easy.

But due to his position, Haotian was respectfully brought in. At this time, a middle-aged man walked out with a torched look in his eyes, wearing a robe of a martial arts guild, and there were four wooden sticks on his left chest. He was a fourth-grade martial artist!

Being a tester here is also considered a thing of the past.

"You want to test the military apprentice?"

The middle-aged man asked.

Haotian nodded, and naturally came here to assess the martial artists. The man looked at Haotian in surprise, then nodded, and took him to a villa for assessment. There were many swords, guns, swords and rods, as well as various sandbags, and things for martial arts.

The villa is 100 meters square, and it is a place dedicated to testing martial artists.

"If you see that sandbag doesn't have it, you are qualified if you can blow it up. If it doesn't work, just quit."

The middle-aged man thought Haotian was a bit nonsense, so he asked him to make a sandbag, because ordinary first-grade martial artists could blow up the sandbag, and they were not very strong, just reaching the critical point of first-grade martial artists.

The woman followed her and saw if Haotian could do it, but Haotian took a look at the sandbag. For Haotian, it was too simple.

Bang!

A figure flashed, sand and dust were flying all over the sky, and the sandbag had exploded.

Haotian seemed to have not taken action and turned around and looked at the shocked eyes of the middle-aged man, "Is that OK?"

"this……"

The middle-aged man was shocked. What only adults can do is that this kid meets the standards of a martial artist at such a young age and is very talented!

"This sandbag can only be blown up by martial artists. You have reached the standard of a first-class martial artist. However, there is also a sandbag next to it, you are trying it."

In order to prevent Haotian from being lucky, the middle-aged man asked Haotian to hit a sandbag next to him. Haotian punched him again, and it also exploded, and the yellow sand was flying all over the sky, even staining their faces.

"Good boy!"

The man nodded with a surprised look, "Okay, very good! You are a first-class martial artist now. I will register your name and distribute some objects and certificates belonging to the martial artist! You are waiting here!"

"By the way, what's going on with that black sandbag?"

At this time, Haotian's eyes turned and saw a large black sandbag falling into the air in a corner of the distance in the yard. I don't know what kind of leather material it was made of, it was very hard.

But it can be seen that few people are trying on this, with some dust on it, which is more than four times larger than other sandbags.

"This is a 1,500-pound standard sandbag. It is made of the leather of the two-tailed black cat in the country of Water."

The man said, "Generally speaking, it is necessary to reach the sixth-grade martial artist to be able to blow up. Even the president of our guild cannot break it. It is just a good-looking decoration, just a look."

The middle-aged man shook his head and was about to leave.

"etc."

"So what's wrong?"

The man turned around and was about to leave, Hao Tiandao, "Don't you need to be an assessment? I'm not a first-rate martial artist, but a higher-grade one."

"What? What did you say?"

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Haotian carefully:

"Young man, it is already amazing that you have reached a first-class martial artist at such an age. Although you are not a real genius in other places, you have such talent in Yunhai City, but this is also your limit. What else do you want to assess? First-class martial artists are not enough?"

"Of course not enough. My strength is not just a first-grade martial artist. I want to be tested for a fifth-grade or above!"

Haotian's words were amazing, and the woman and the middle-aged man almost jumped up in shock, and the man pointed at Haotian:

"At a young age, I am just a fourth-grade martial artist. You actually say that you are a fifth-grade or above. Are you so arrogant nowadays young people?"

But since Haotian wants to take the assessment, he is understandable, this is the rule.

"If you want to evaluate the fifth-grade martial artist, you need to ask the president to evaluate it, but you have to pass my level first!"

The middle-aged man had a tangled muscles, and his energy gathered, and he was as tough as steel on his fist, "Take me a punch!"

brush!

With one punch, the power of the fourth-grade martial artist is enough to blow up a door panel, and it is full of strength. It can be said that he is full of power! Although the man is not a very powerful person in this Yunhai City, ordinary people are really not his opponent.

Otherwise, he would not be an auditor.

This punch was to teach Haotian a lesson, letting him know that he should not be so ignorant and arrogant in life. The woman next to him also exclaimed repeatedly. The first time he saw the assessor so angry!

Yes, as an appraiser, a young man who was only a fourth-grade martial artist suddenly ran in and said that he would be tested for a fifth-grade or above, but he could not be tested at all. Isn’t this a slap in the face?

But Haotian didn't think so much about it. His strength was already above the fifth grade, so he would have thought that he would encounter such a thing.

The punch was really powerful, but unfortunately, it was not enough to see in front of Haotian. Haotian almost stuck out his right hand, without attacking, and directly grabbed his fist, pinched it, creaked!

The middle-aged man's face was pale in an instant, and he felt a huge force coming from his fist that could crush stones, as if he wanted to squeeze his fist.

What a force! His heart beat wildly and he thought to himself that this is a master!

Haotian let go of his hand, and the middle-aged man carried his hand behind him. "I didn't expect that you are young and have this kind of strength. I will report to the president now, please wait!"

The middle-aged man's face relaxed, as if nothing had happened, but the woman behind him clearly saw the man's hands trembling constantly and trembling uncontrollably. The man's voice was trembling, and he knew Haotian had to hold back.

Otherwise, his hands would be ruined just now.

The two were shocked. Soon, the president received the news and walked in.

This is an old man in white robe. He walks wildly, his temples are white, and his right chest is the symbol of a sixth-grade martial artist. Six wooden sticks are stacked together, like a mighty embroidery flower, showing his strength. From a distance, you can feel that the old man has a strong energy raging in his body. He is a master!

"Do you want to test a martial artist of the fifth grade or above?"
Chapter completed!